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House Of Secrets – Part 8

  He paused and picked his phone, he’d received a message from the blogger who’d published the news concerning the alleged affair of Pastor Ita and his supposed girlfriend, how this blogger got his number, he didn’t know.
He was glued to his chair for some minutes, the strange call he’d received had unsettled him,he needed to do something about it.
‘I know what you’re doing, it makes me sick and I’m going to tell’ the words echoed in his brain.
‘I hope not’ the pastor sighed, he hoped no one was trying to blackmail him.
‘Goodmorning man of God’ Helen sauntered into the room, wondering why it had taken Nelson ages to get himself ready.
‘Morning Helen’ the preacher replied, he had to act normal, he couldn’t let his wife know about the caller, that line of thought scared him.
What if the caller knew about his secret affair with Rose? He couldn’t tell his wife, he couldn’t risk her finding out about his affair with his own biological daughter.
‘You don’t look well’ Helen observed him from her mirror. Her husband was usually very cheerful in the mornings, but from the grim expression on his face, everything wasn’t alright.
‘I am fine, I just had a revelation from the lord, it’s troubling me’ he lied.
‘What revelation? Please share it with me’ she was concerned about his wellbieng, though she had not given up on finding his secret lover, she was sure he had one.
‘Impending doom, I must go to church today and organize a fast within the week’ he rose to his feet.
‘That would be nice’ Helen replied and quickly fetched her buzzing phone.
‘What’s all these’? Helen smirked as she clicked on the image of her husband pecking a girl whose facial features were blurred.
‘What’s that’? Pastor It asked curiously.
‘Mark said I shouldn’t believe it, he said I could trust you’ Helen sighed. Someone that had access to her number must have sent her the photo of her husband’s alleged affair with an unknown woman.
‘This isn’t true,it’s photoshopped, a bit to tarnish my image, please don’t believe this’ the Pastor was afraid, someone must have seen them from the hotel. He had been in the car, kissing his own daughter, but he couldn’t tell Helen that, as he’d told her he’d been heading for a meeting.
‘Please be honest with me, I really want to trust you’ Helen stared deeply into his eyes. She’d already made her decision to dump Nelson and stick with her husband.
‘I am honest dear’ He replied and pecked her forehead.
The house was quiet, Rose was in her room, Helen and the Pastor had gone out and I was left alone in the kitchen. The house was a huge one, I noticed that while cleaning, but I enjoyed every bit of it, I had been in the village for years doing nothing, I loved working.
‘Don’t you ever rest’? Mark strolled into the kitchen, this was the second time I’d seen him since he had that argument with his mother.
‘I…I uhmmm, I just want to make sure everything is in place’ I replied.
‘No, you have to rest, you’ve been working all day, just take a break, let us go to the garden’ he walked towards me and took the kitchen gloves off my fingers.
‘Oh no Mark, this isn’t a good idea’ I objected.
‘I am not asking for your permission’ he smiled and forced me outside.
‘It’s really beautiful here, so many flowers, your mum plants well’ I smiled as we took a seat close to the yellow bells.
‘She didn’t plant them, Grace did’ he quickly corrected.
‘Oh, nice, tell me about this your Grace’ I was curious and confused, I wondered if it was right for me to show him the note I’d found in her room.
‘I’ll tell you everything once I’m done with this call’ Mark rose to his feet.
‘What? Mum where are you guys’? he asked.
From the look on his face, something bad must have happened, I prayed silently and hoped no one had died.
‘They just had an accident, dad is seriously injured’ Mark rushed into the house, leaving me in a garden of flowers. 
I don’t know why, roses weren’t my favorite flowers, but I was drawn to the pink roses in Madam Helen’s garden, I walked towards them and decided to pluck one for myself.
‘Hello beauties’ I inhaled the deep rosy scent, as I opened my eyes, I found a pearly necklace on the floor close to me, no one was looking so I carried it,it was too beautiful to be left there.
‘Where did you get that’? Mark asked. I could feel anger in his voice and I froze, what if he thought me a thief? Did it belong to him?
‘I just found it here, beneath the roses’ I replied.
‘It belonged to Grace’ he replied.

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